Abuse

I'm cold. Not my hands. Not the tips of my ears. Not even my feet. I'm cold on the inside. I'm cold in a place that hot showers and heaters turned on full blast can't touch.

Yesterday I was forced to face a harsh truth of my past. It was a routine conversation with someone I have had many deep conversations with. I was sharing some memories of my past, and my friend was so plainly saddened and angered by what I had lived through. To me, it was just another conversation, not much emotional weight to it. I was somewhat taken aback at her reaction because it seems "normal" to me. It is a part of my history, something that I take for granted, an integral piece of "me". I usually don't think much about it, and probably didn't when I was living it either because it was a very painful, confusing, dream shattering time for me. I chose at the time, and apparently in the years since, to live in a sort of bubble, protecting myself from the real feelings that I'm sure I must have felt and still feel. I can talk about it like it's just another story, no big deal. But to my friend, it was so very obvious that what I went through was a very big deal, not only not "normal" but truly unhealthy and heartbreaking. I spent most of yesterday evening thinking about the conversation and trying to assimilate my friend's reactions. I didn't want to have to face the possibility that she was right. It left me speechless at how well I had convinced myself that my experience was "normal", how well I had walled myself off from dealing with it. I have spent most of today realizing that my friend is right, and coming to terms with the fact that I have been in denial for a very long time. Which means I have a lot of work to do (damn). I am sometimes surprised at how adept the human mind and heart can be at reframing and/or ignoring things that are right in front of them.

I had always thought of myself as mature for my age. In a lot of ways I was. But I also led a very sheltered childhood. There were many things I simply had not experienced. Because of this I was protected from many things but was also sometimes left unprepared and defenseless, very easily charmed, manipulated, and taken advantage of. When I started dating my husband I was still a little girl in so many ways. Only 21, still in college, I hadn't been single for more than a couple of months at a time since I was old enough to have a boyfriend. All I wanted was someone to love me, to take care of me and protect me, to comfort me. To laugh with me and grow with me, to experience life with me. To encourage me to be the best person I can be. To hold me when I fall asleep. And to let me, want me, need me to do all these things for him. Really, that's still all the little girl in me wants.

The best day of my marriage was my wedding day. It was the perfect day. I had a beautiful dress. Several people told me I looked like a princess, which was the point, and it made me glow. Most of my friends and family were there to celebrate with me. It was a lovely day. I was giddy. I was married! I was a wife!! I had a husband!!! Life was going to be grand.

I had such a perfect vision of what being married would be like. We'd go off to work in the mornings. We'd come home in the evenings, have dinner together and talk about our day. We'd go for a walk, watch TV or a movie, make love, fall asleep cuddled or holding hands. On weekends we'd go to the coast or to the city shopping. We'd do fun things, go places, visit family. On clear nights we'd lay on the grass and look at the stars. On rainy days we'd play games or put together puzzles, read books with the cat curled in our lap and then make love and take a nap. Such a beautiful, rose tinted life. This does not even come close to describing the real life of my marriage. Never once did I think marriage would mean being controlled and belittled and patronized. Made to feel stupid, worthless, unimportant. Ugly, useless, unwanted, unnecessary. Lonely. Sad. Angry. Powerless. Anxious. Hopeless. Weak. Impotent. Inferior. Scared. Crazy.

I was an abused wife. I hate those words. I hate thinking them. I hate typing them. I hate saying them. I hate admitting that they are true. It has taken me fifteen years to admit something that was immediately obvious to my friend. Fifteen loooong years to admit to myself. To acknowledge it, to say it out loud. Husband and I were together for seven years, married four of those years. I have been divorced almost eight. That's a lot of years living in denial, pretending that what happened was "normal", "ok", that the pain was all in my head, I was crazy, and that somehow the marriage would have been manageable had I been a better person, a better wife. I was aware while married that I was desperately unhappy, miserable, depressed, but had never labeled the situation abusive. I was never hit or pushed or slapped. My body was never bruised or battered, scarred or broken. My heart was. My soul. My mind. But never my body. I couldn't fit together my experience with the word "abuse". I had no bruises or scars or broken bones, no physical signs. How could I cry abuse? How could I call myself abused? So many women, so many children live with such abuse every day. I would have felt wrong and weak calling my marriage abusive. I never wanted to be a whiner, a victim. I never wanted to be THAT wife, that ex-wife. I still don't.

I hate myself that I put up with it. For so long. At all. Why did I marry this person who made me feel so awful about myself? I knew him for three whole years before I married him. What the heck was I thinking? I thought I was strong and smart. Maybe he was right after all.

Frustrated

Wednesday was a rough day. I woke up in the early morning with a migraine. I took a pill and went back to sleep, glad it was only 4am so that I had time to sleep off the headache and the nasty side effects I often get from the pill. Unfortunately that extra two and half hours wasn’t sufficient. I woke up without the headache, but achy and tired and quite grumpy. As the day wore on, I felt tired and was hurting and started to worry that maybe I was getting the flu. That’s kind of what it felt like, the all over body aches and dragging, tired feeling. By the end of the day I was exhausted and still achy all over. I debated all afternoon whether I would exercise when I got home. I missed Tuesday’s session because I was getting my new tires (Yay!! Thank you again to my wonderful dad). So if I skipped Wednesday that would mean I’ve only workout out one day so far this week. My New Year’s resolution minimum is four time per week. The most frustrating part was trying to decide whether I felt icky enough to justify skipping out. And if I decided to push myself through it, would I feel even worse the next day. It’s only week two of 2011 and I don’t want to blow it so quickly. But I also don’t want to push myself, feel worse the next day, and end up missing a week or more. This is one of those times I wish I had a crystal ball to tell me what I will feel like if I go with plan a (exercise) or plan b (relax and go to bed early) so I can make an educated decision. At some point it occurred to me that the achy, tired feeling was most likely not the flu but a continued side effect of the migraine pill. But I couldn’t be sure. In the end I did not exercise. I went to bed early hoping I wasn’t coming down with the flu and wouldn’t get another migraine on Thursday. I was hoping to be full of energy and ready for a workout Thursday afternoon. Migraines are such a nuisance.

Living in the Moment

Today I was a busy little bee. I started by taking storage boxes that were cluttering up the guest room out to the shed and reorganized the shed to fit these new boxes. I also put away the Christmas decorations, which is a huge improvement over last year as some of the decorations were still in the house (in the guest room in boxes). Then I rearranged the DVD/Wii area in my bedroom. I did four loads of laundry, ran the dishwasher, vacuumed the living/dining room, bedroom, kitchen, laundry room, and my car. I shampooed the carpets in the living/dining room and bedroom. I emptied the dishwasher and made my lunch for tomorrow. I walked on the treadmill for thirty minutes, scrubbed the shower and toilet in my bathroom, wiped down the counter and sink, and took a shower. I am tired, but feel extremely accomplished.

While I was working away, I kept reminding myself that I was not participating in a race. I did not need to hurry. My usual method is to work through things as fast as I can, so I can BE. DONE. But today I just kept repeating my mantra . . . . Slow Down. Take a breath. Pay attention to what you are doing. Enjoy yourself. And you know what? I did actually enjoy it. And I got SO MUCH done. More than I usually do (hmmmm, is there a lesson there??). It was nice and refreshing to be in the moment rather than striving to be done as quickly as possible so I could move on to the next thing (usually a book or a nap).

I took my time in the shed rearranging things, looking in boxes, finding things I'd forgotten we had. I took lots of things completely out of the shed and placed them next to the new boxes. Then I surveyed the shed and my pile of boxes and thought about setup before I started putting things back in. And all of it fit, it looks nice, and I didn't hurt myself like I usually do (except for hitting my head on the doorway like a doofus). I tossed out some things that we no longer need and made a pile of things to ask Ed about. I even found my hammer!! Yay!!

Vacuuming and shampooing the carpets is such a satisfying task to me, because there is usually such a noticeable improvement. If nothing else, I get to see all the dirt that is no longer in my carpet every time I empty the shampooer. I got some spots out and the carpet looks and feels so nice and fluffy. It makes me want to walk around barefoot just so I can feel the softness on the bottoms of my feet.

I'm a freak of nature I know, but I love doing laundry. I love the fresh, clean smell of laundry soap and the homey smell of dryer sheets. Everything comes out so clean and soft and ready to be folded and put away. I even got to do blankets and a comforter today. Those come out of the dryer just begging me to wrap up in them. I love to bury my face in the warmth and the softness and the smell of clean linens.

I am proud of myself for doing my thirty minutes on the treadmill. I could have probably passed today with all the other activity I did. And I already did four days this week (my New Year's Resolution minimum). But I was feeling good and wanted, yes WANTED, to do it. So I plugged in my iPod and blasted some Rihanna to get my blood flowing. I even did no hands for 28.5 minutes!! Probably no one but Colette knows what this means, but I am excited. It means I will soon be ready to use hand weights while I am walking. Yay Me!!

Then on to the bathroom. I scrubbed the shower stall and it felt so good to have texture again under my feet. It was pretty slippery in there, definitely time to clean. It's one of those things like the carpet that is very satisfying because there is such a noticeable improvement, at least in how it feels on my feet. I scrubbed the toilet, cleaned off and wiped down the counter. Then I showered which felt heavenly because I was filthy and sweaty and feeling oh-so-not-feminine. I even did a full shave on my legs just because. Man it felt so good to be clean and put on fuzzy, warm sweats.

After dealing with my hang-dry clothes, I sat down in my favorite chair and started mending some clothes. They had been sitting on my desk waiting to be sewed for weeks. I felt so domestic, curled up in my chair with my needle and thread. I also felt so relieved to be sitting down. I am tired, but I feel good. Ed and I talked and I worked on my sewing and it felt very . . . . comfortable and nice.

I feel like today was a good start on me working towards living in the moment. I tried to keep in mind that there was no need to hurry. I tried to slow down and focus on what I was doing rather than keep thinking ahead to what was next, wishing I would be done so I could relax. Instead of seeing the work as a chore, I decided to try enjoying each moment and that in itself was a sort of relaxation. And now I can face Monday feeling like the weekend was productive. I did have to keep reminding myself to take a deep breath, slow down, and be present. But if I keep working at it, eventually that will be my normal way of doing everything. I can't enjoy life much if I keep rushing through everything. Each task has it's own special gift to give, and if I am constantly focusing on being done, I will miss the gift. And what fun is that?

PS: Yesterday I took my car to a new mechanic and I LOVE HIM. He did an oil change and checked everything out for me. He fixed my middle taillights/license plate lights that have been non-functional for probably eighteen months. Yay!! Now I won't get pulled over for that license plate light being out. He also told me that the only thing it needs right now is tires (which I knew) and a battery (which doesn't surprise me). I am so relieved there is nothing wrong with my car.
I LOVE MY HONDA!!!

Many thanks to my BFF Keri for helping me drop off the car and spending the time with me yesterday morning. I had a blast.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KERI!! ♥ I ♥ Love ♥ You ♥ My ♥ Beautiful ♥ Friend ♥

PPS: Many thanks to my dad who just told me he'll be getting me the tires. Whew!! What a relief as it's supposed to rain again soon. Now I can just focus on the battery. I can't thank you enough for all that you do for me. I have the best dad in the world. I Love You!!

In Pursuit of the Perfect Cookie

Over the past couple of months, I have had occasion to bake several batches of cookies. Mind you, I say bake, not make. I will not deceive you . . . this has been store bought dough. Mostly the kind that is scored and ready to for you to break apart, place very lovingly on a cookie sheet, and watch with anticipation for the blobs to turn the perfect shade of golden brown, not a gooey tan or a tough dark brown, but a lovely, crispy, golden brown. I am, lest you think I am completely inept in the kitchen, quite capable of making cookie dough from scratch and have done so many times with delicious results. It just seems like premade dough has come such a long way and it's so much easier, and cheaper, to buy the Nestle dough already made rather than buy all the ingredients to make the recipe off the back of the Nestle chocolate chip bag, which is probably the same recipe as the premade Nestle cookies anyway.

So I've toyed around with the process a bit – baking time, temperature of the dough when I put it in the oven (straight out of the fridge or set out on the counter a bit first), smooshing the dough flat before putting it on the pan, lowering the oven temp a tiny bit and extending baking time a bit – all this tweaking with the goal of producing the perfect consistency cookie. I prefer a nice crispy, crunchy cookie with absolutely NO burn on the bottom. This is not all that easy to do folks. I'm pretty picky and kind of a perfectionist. I am also so gunshy about burning the bottoms of the cookies that I often prematurely take the cookies out of the oven only to have a chewy cookie that is probably not quite baked all the way through. Not bad tasting, but not the perfect consistency cookie I was aiming for. I am amazed at how much difference even thirty seconds can make when you are in pursuit of perfection. I am also amazed at how you can be looking at a blob of dough (or twenty-four of them) and they look really . . . ummmm . . . doughy . . . . in the middle, gooey and not quite baked through, yet it truly is time to take them out. They are in fact baked through and the centers harden up really nicely once removed from the oven.

I am coming to realize that a lot of what I am striving to learn is more undefined than oven temperature and baking time. It's not as simple as just following the directions. What I really want is to be able to look at a baking cookie (or brownie or cake or any other goodie) and judge by it's texture and color and other characteristics when it is done. And this is something that can only be learned through repetition. Eventually I will become an old hand at baking and I will be able to tell by looking, not just at Nestle premade cookies, but at any cookie whether it is ready or needs a bit more baking time. I'm almost there. Tonight I made a batch of cookies and they turned out almost perfect. Practice makes perfect, yes? It's really a bummer that I have to eat at least a couple of the cookies from every batch. I must sample from each batch so I can test the different techniques, see what works and what doesn’t, and keep altering the combination until I find the formula that is just right. It's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it. Ed hasn't been complaining about the frequent plates of cookies either. Here's to an almost perfect cookie : )

PS. Ed seems to agree that this batch is quite good. I am watching the plateful of cookies disappear even faster than usual. Score Mary!!

On the Eve of 2011

I can't believe 2010 is coming to a close. In some ways this year has been interminably long and in other ways I'm flabbergasted that today is already the final day of the year. I can't say that I'm sad to see 2010 come to an end. It hasn't been the best year for me and I really am looking forward to the possibility that 2011 will be a vast improvement. But it was a jam-packed year and I have learned so many things in the past 365 days, about life, about living, about happiness, about myself. To me, happiness is what life is all about. Therefore, even though 2010 was a bumpy, pothole-filled road, I am thankful to have made my way through it and have had the experiences, growth, and opportunities that it brought me.

The past few days I have been looking back on 2010 and forward to 2011. I found the New Year's Quiz below at All and Sundry's blog and thought it would be a lovely way to commemorate my thoughts on the year just passed and on the year coming up.

Please feel free to copy/paste for yourself! If you do post this on your own blog, will you post a link to your entry in the comments on All and Sundry's blog? She’d love to see what you have to say about your 2010. You should also read her blog once you're there . . . she's amazing and funny and smart and always a great read. You can also link your entry in the comments here if you'd like ~ in fact I would appreciate it if you did. I always find it interesting to read about your journeys. It often sparks something in me and I'm always grateful for that.

1. Did you keep your 2010 New Year’s resolutions, and will you make more for 2011?

I don’t remember making specific resolutions last year. I will make some for 2011, and since I am posting this I should be able to look back and remember what they were. Yay!

Resolutions for 2011:
Exercise, at minimum, four days per week ~ All. Year. Long.
Use my Wii at least twice per month
Learn the Yoga Sun Salutation
Do the Yoga Sun Salutation every morning
Take more pictures
Write more
Blog more
Pay off at least one credit card

2. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?
Played a PS3 game (GT5), ate Japanese food (Tempura, for Ed's birthday), stood up for myself in a very intimidating situation, tried to give medicine to a cat

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

Quay, Mo, and Chamise

4. What countries did you visit?
None

5. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?
Happiness and peace with the current moment, whatever that is, even if it isn't what I was hoping for. Staying more "in the moment" rather than reminiscing about the past or dreaming about the future. This. Moment. Is. My. Life.

6. What dates from 2010 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
All the Girls Nights with my DOT girls. The Girlz Nite at Applebee's where I laughed so hard I was sore the next day.

7. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

Starting to exercise and sticking with it for three straight months, missing only one day. Discovering that when I do it, I really do enjoy it. It's a great way to transition from work to home and is also a great way to deal with stress and unwind from the day.

8. What was your biggest failure?
Not staying motivated with my daily exercising. I got sick and allowed that to derail me even once I was well. Since then, I have sporadically exercised, but not back to the daily routine I once had.

9. Did you suffer illness or injury?
H1N1 in February. A fairly decent cut on my finger while dicing mushrooms. Luckily no stitches. A couple of burns that blistered. Nothing serious or life threatening thankfully although I might do well to consider staying out of the kitchen.

10. What was the best thing you bought?
Gifts for Ed and my parents

11. Where did most of your money go?
Housing

12. What did you get really excited about?
The possibility of moving

13. What song will always remind you of 2010?
Tik Tok by Ke$ha, Telephone by Lady Gaga, Like a G6 by Far East Movement

14. What do you wish you’d done more of?

Writing, blogging, photography, Frisbee golf, being social

15. What do you wish you’d done less of?

Stressing

16. How did you spend Christmas?
Christmas Eve with Ed at my parents' house and Christmas Day at home just the two of us and the cat

17. What was your favorite TV program?
The Vampire Diairies, hands down!

18. What were your favorite books you read this year?
The Host by Stephenie Meyer, Women, Food, and God by Geneen Roth, U is for Undertow by Sue Grafton, every Desmond Morris book I could get my hands on, and of course the Harry Potter Series (for the umpteenth time)

19. What was your favorite music from this year?
Lady Gaga, Usher, One Republic, Linkin Park, Ke$ha, Like a G6

20. What were your favorite films of the year?
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part I, Avatar, Inception, The Social Network, The Hangover, How to Train Your Dragon, The Book of Eli, Remember Me

21. What did you do on your birthday?
My best friend Keri took me to lunch at Club Calpella were I had my favorite Chef Salad and fried mushrooms. Ed took me to The Broiler and made me cookies for dessert. My co-workers gave me a desk full of gifts, balloons, and yummy goodies.

22. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Fun. Realizing that the instant satisfaction of the purchase does NOT outweigh the long-term dissatisfaction of bills.

23. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010?
Comfort, plain, mix and match, machine wash

24. What kept you sane?
Great friends, exercise (when I managed to do it), counseling, writing, photography, sleep

25. What valuable life lesson did you learn in 2010?
I believe that 2010 was attempting to teach me patience. I imagine 2011 will continue the lesson as I have not completely learned it yet. So . . . patience, mindfulness, living "in the moment". Also, that while anxiety may feel like it will kill me it won't and choosing to live under the thumb of anxiety severely limits the experience of life.

26. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Lady Gaga. She's always interesting even if I don't always agree with what she's doing. I love her apparent lack of anxiety and her apparent lack of concern with what people think of her. I admire her drive, her talent, her uniqueness, and her ability to speak her mind, do what she wants, and fight for what she believes. She has a beautiful voice, I love her music, and I love watching her dance.

27. What political issue stirred you the most?
Arizona's Immigration Law

28. Who did you miss?
Grandma B, Gerry, and my college friend Hollie Jose / Hollie Mutunga who I can't seem to find. If you are reading this Hollie, please leave me a comment so I can find you!!

29. What did you want and not get?
Fun, to be thinner and healthier, to move, another tattoo

30. What did you want and get?
Another year making memories with the best boyfriend in the world. Another year of great times with the best friends in the world. Another year of employment. An iPod Touch and a new lens for my camera. I know. You're jealous. You have every right.

OK people . . . it's your turn. Let me hear from you!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Bring on a happy, peaceful, fun, fulfilling 2011.

Thankful on Thanksgiving Day

I know I find it hard, when I am stressed and angry, tired and frustrated, to remember all the good things in life. It can be very difficult when it feels like there are so many negatives to even be aware of the positives, let alone focus on the positives. So, because it is Thanksgiving Day, I am making a point to ponder all the wonderful things in my life that I am thankful for. I hope that you all have as many things to be thankful for as I do.

I am thankful for having the very best friends in the world. Ed, Keri, Lora, Colette, Lois, Kristy, Lesa, Matt, Quay, Marianne, Cheryl, Leslee, Delisa . . . I love you all and I appreciate everything you have done for me and with me. I have so many wonderful memories of time spent with you, and you are always there for me when I need support. I wouldn't be who I am today without each and every one of you.

I am thankful for my beautiful cat DiDi who brings me so much happiness and companionship and peace. She is laying with me as I type this and I love how she stretches out with me (or on me as the case may be), relaxed and purring and meowing, warmth and love seeping from her little body into mine : )

I am thankful for my family. I have extraordinary parents and grandparents and am so blessed to have been raised in the environment I was. I am thankful for the love and stability and intellectual stimulation my family gave me growing up, allowing me to mature into the inquisitive, curious, engaging adult I have become.

I am thankful that I am employed. In an economic time when jobs are difficult to come by and good jobs almost non-existent, I am thankful to have a long term job with duties I enjoy. Sure I'd love to do something more challenging and meaningful, but I am thankful daily that I am able to get up and go to work (even when I don't WANT to go) so that I can pay my bills, keep my house and car, put food on the table, and generally have just enough.

I am thankful for good health. I need to lose weight and I occasionally have migraines, some sniffles and random pain, but overall I enjoy decent health. As I age, I realize that this is not something to take for granted, not ever. Being ill and/or in pain is chronic, constant, and lifelong for many people, and it is such a debilitating, depressing, frustrating, life restricting situation. I am extremely lucky, and so very grateful, that it is not something I have had to cope with.

I am thankful that I have discovered so many things I enjoy doing. I enjoy photography, Frisbee golf, reading, music, cars, writing, comedy, movies, The Vampire Diaries, and more. I am thankful that I have the means and the physical ability to enjoy these activities frequently.

I am thankful for the five senses. I am thankful that my eyes are healthy so that I can see my boyfriends smiling face and my cat curled up in my chair. I am thankful that I can see to drive, surf the internet, read a book, take photographs, watch movies, gaze at the ocean, watch snow falling. I am thankful my ears are healthy so that I can listen to music and hear my boyfriend's voice and his laugh. I am thankful that I can talk to my friends and joke and laugh and hear their laughter. I am thankful for healthy taste buds so that I can enjoy the wide array of flavors of food. I am thankful for a healthy nose so that I can smell the clean air on a rainy day, my cat, my boyfriend, perfume, baking cookies, pizza, crayons, and the scent of a new car. I am thankful that my skin is sensitive to touch so that I can bask in a caress and a hug, a kiss and a snuggle, a massage and fingers playing with my hair. I am thankful for the softness of DiDi's fur, the comfort of sweats and fuzzy socks, the euphoria of wind on my face, blowing my hair.

I am thankful that I have shelter and transportation, enough food in my pantry, clothes in my closet, soap and toilet paper in my bathroom, gas in my car. I am thankful that I can afford to run my heater today, and my air conditioner and sprinklers in July.

I am thankful to have been raised in such a lovely place. Ukiah sometimes seems exasperatingly small to me, but it is also cozy, friendly, beautiful, clean, and HOME.

I am thankful that I was born in America. I am thankful that when I turn on my faucet, the water that comes out is safe to drink. I am thankful for competent health care, even though it is outrageously expensive, and for access to simple preventive care such as immunizations. I am thankful for basic freedoms, that I can speak my mind, practice any religion I choose (or none), assemble with like minded individuals, that I am free from cruel and unusual punishment, free from unreasonable search and seizure, and have the right to defend my innocence. I am thankful, as a female, that I was not born in a country where little girls are mutilated in an effort to control their future sexuality and adult women are not allowed any freedoms at all. I am thankful that I can wear whatever clothes I choose, can leave the house without requiring a chaperone, hold a job, own property, and be whoever I want to be. I am thankful that, as a female, I was born in a time where I have the right to vote.

I am thankful that I am intelligent and funny and capable. I am thankful that I finished high school and was able to go to college. I love school and learning and experiencing. I am thankful that I have the means and the ability to continue taking classes and learning when some new subject snags my imagination.

I am thankful that I am open to new experiences, new information, new growth. I have learned so much, become aware of new possibilities, realized so many new things recently. I wish I would have learned it all ten or fifteen years ago. I might have been happier, more outgoing, lived a more engaging, interesting life. But I am learning it now and I'm thankful that I am open to the opportunity that has been laid out in front of me, that I am adaptable enough to take that opportunity and use it to my advantage. Thank you Vickie for helping me find this path.

Last but not least, I am thankful for my amazing boyfriend Ed. I am thankful to have met him even though I had come to believe, and be content with, the fact that I would probably remain single. I am thankful that he is in my life, adding spice and variety and joy and peace and stability. I know I don't say it as often as I should . . . I appreciate all you do for me and I am so grateful that you are part of my world. You have opened my eyes to so many new things, gently urged me to be open to new experiences, held my hand when I was afraid, encouraged me forward when I was anxious, cheered me on when I met with success, caught me when I stumbled, supported me as I work to better myself. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love you so very much. ♥

Happy Thanksgiving to you all. I hope 2010 has been a good year for everyone, and I hope the coming holiday season is bright and filled with joy for you and your families and friends.

Halfway Through November Already

October is over for another year . . . Boo Hiss : ( But now it's HOLIDAY SEASON!! I can't believe it's been a month since I last wrote. I think my last blog wore me the heck out but it was absolutely worth it. In the intervening month, things have been semi-busy.

Ed's birthday was probably the most exciting thing that happened. I took the day off and we relaxed around the house and then went to dinner at Sports Zone Pizza (his choice, not mine). After dinner I stopped at Walgreens to get him some Starbuck's Caramel Macchiato ice cream, and then home to open presents. I had made Rolo brownies the night before and popped some cookies in the oven when we got home from dinner.

Later in the week we went to O'Haru with my parents. It was the first time I had ever had Japanese food. It was pretty good. Both Ed and I had cream cheese wontons and tempura. Of course I've had cream cheese wontons millions of times at Chinese restaurants, but never tempura. It was ok. I had vegetarian tempura and Ed had shrimp tempura. I only wish there had been more mushrooms!! I only got one. Oh, and I had the appetizer tofu soup. That was yummy. Those of you who know me know I'm not much of a food explorer so that was a new adventure for me. Afterwards we went back to my parents' house to open presents and have German Chocolate cake and ice cream. Ed got some great gifts and seemed to have a good time, which was really the important thing to me.

I've been trying to take lots of pictures lately. I have set up a site of web albums (http://picasaweb.google.com/118412076507433432326) and for my Facebook friends I have posted them there also. I am working on chronicling "my Ukiah", in other words, Ukiah as I see it. I am hoping that someday I will move out of the area. I thought the pictures would be a good thing to work on in the meantime as I absolutely cannot move right now. As a bonus, when I move I will have all those pictures to look back on when I miss my hometown, as I'm sure I will. I am really enjoying the process of making the list of things I want to capture, taking the pictures, uploading them, and sharing them with family and friends. It's been a real creative outlet for me. I'm still learning all the cool things my camera does. It takes fabulous pictures on full auto, but I can make it do all sorts of other things and I've been reading the manual and trying to do something new each time I go out. I am enjoying the feeling of being at least a little bit artistic!

Other than that it's pretty much been business as usual. Today is the last day of a four day weekend for me. I took the Friday after Veteran's Day off. It was SO nice to have an extended weekend. I took pictures, visited friends, ran errands, washed my car, weeded half of my front yard only stopping when I could hardly move anymore. I'm really looking forward to my next "vacation" between Christmas and New Year's. TEN WHOLE DAYS!!! Whew!! It will be so lovely to just relax and do whatever I want and not worry about work. Tomorrow is back to the grind, but it's only ten days till Thanksgiving, and another four day weekend!! I love the day after Thanksgiving because it is Christmas decoration day. Yay for Christmas Trees!!